Big Egos in LA? Go figure!

Oh boy, no popcorn but we got to lick ice cream bowls!   Plopping onto our dog beds, we then curled up to watch. ..

Last week – ‘Pants on the ground’ . . .  this week – Smarty Pants!  LA = BIG egos  and flirtatious contestants.   Two self-proclaimed geniuses went home with their tail between their legs (oh yeah, we know that feeling) because they forgot their lyrics!   Luckily, one proclaimed his love for pepperoni, so he gets a Paws Up from us.  Yumm!

Guest judge Avril Lavigne wore a hoodie with what looked like kitty cat ears but Katie Perry and Kara had a little cat fight ….. are we sensing a theme here?    Meeeeow!

Singing sminging!  Who cares?  These guys are sooo much fun to watch.

Contestant Jason was cockier that a poodle in a fashion show and so sure he could win Katy’s heart AND go to Hollywood .  Now, more desperate than a Jack Russell with a tennis ball, he gave Ryan his phone number – Whoa!!  That went over well.

Dallas had Julie, with a blue sparkly dress and matching eye shadow (Woof!  Did she use a butter knife to apply it?).    She needed a muzzle and a little ass-kickin’ to get her off the stage.   Security!

Guest judge Neil-Patrick Harris, a.k.a. Doggie Howser, got into a bit of a scrap with Simon, more bark than bite in our opinion.   And fake-nemesis Ryan gave Simon a tribute for being a good sport in putting up with all the weirdo contestants.  Now we know why he growls a lot.

But wait!  With a crack of a whip, a swish of her fake leather skirt, and a click of her boots, Erica made her entrance!  She then sang the Barney song – you know the one that makes you willing to go out to pee in a rainstorm just to get away from it.   Were we still in LA?  Looking like a dominatrix lion tamer, she continued to sing her way to a golden ticket.  What fun!

Joe Jonas also judged but . . . yawn!  He needs the rest of his litter to stir up some excitement.

Lastly, Simon’s worst nightmare, the lovely Miss Vanessa – Painfully pink but a good sport – we’ll see her in the outtakes.  And we’ll see you next week when the Idol  team heads to Orlando.

Phew! we’re pooped.

Signing off,

3 Idle Dogs